AMANDA NOLLAR'S DREAM SUBMISSIONS
I remember a lot more of my dreams than not. I love dreams. I believe they tell you things about your life or yourself that you might not be aware of or might be trying to ignore. Dreams, even nightmares, are wonderful windows into our psyche. I have a few dreams that have been recurring, I've had dreams that end up happening later on in life (I know that sounds crazy), I've realized things while dreaming, I've had lucid dreams, but the dream I'm going to tell you about is one I had when I was, I think, around five years old. It may have been a year before or later. I'm not too entirely sure.
In my dream, I started off at school, but then school was out. Everybody was gone. I didn't know why. I started walking home, but I had never done that by myself before. I wasn't allowed. I only lived a few blocks away from the school I went to at the time so it wasn't that much of a journey. I remember in the dream I was walking up the gravel driveway, which somehow seemed shorter. I got to the house and felt scared and uneasy. I could see the front door was opened and as I neared the porch, there were little spiders everywhere. The spiders I remember weren't touching me for some reason. They were the size of normal spiders. I remember that clearly too. As I walked up the front porch it didn't feel right. It was home but not at the same time. That's how it felt. I walked into the house and saw something move out of the corner of my eye. I turned and looked. It was my cat, Princess, and he was hanging in one of the cocoon-y type things spiders wrap their prey in. He was barely moving. Mainly twirling in a circle, hanging from the ceiling. I remember walking up to him and pulling the spider web off his face and it feeling sticky and somewhat slightly damp. I saw him barely alive and screamed. I stomped on some of the spiders around me in anger. Then I felt startled, I didn't know where my family was. I ran into my parents bedroom where I saw another cocoon, but this one was stained with blood and had a small pool of it collecting underneath. I ran from their room into the room I shared with my brother. There were spider webs everywhere. I could make out the shapes of toys and I could see his playpen. I couldn't tell if he was anywhere in the room though. I ran to our sun room which was through our kitchen and there was this back door that was about two or three stories up that led absolutely nowhere, but in this dream it led out to a walkway of some kind and it was on the first floor. There were those archway things that are blocky in shape that vines grow on. Those were there and it looked as if the walkway led out somewhere, but I don't remember what was beyond the giant spider. I remember my eyes focusing into the light and seeing another cocoon hanging there. Then realizing what exactly was planning on eating what/who was in the cocoon.
That's all I remember. I have no idea what it means. It's never held any significant meaning to me, but I have always remembered it. I don't know why I had that dream. I have never been a person to be too terribly afraid of anything. I'm not afraid of spiders and I have no clue why when I was that young I would have that morbid of a dream. I've never had that dream before, and that is the part that is oddest to me. Most dreams I remember quite vividly I've had more than once.
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